Song Zehan turned around and entered the study and said coldly.

"Getting to the point."

Ren Yi's foreshadowing came to his lips, and he was choked back by Song Zehan's words.

"Okay, you are the master, you have the final say. The case you asked me to inquire about was a young woman, an online anchor. Because the cause of death was somewhat strange and the body needed further forensic autopsy, the cause of death was not finalized. ”

Song Zehan pinched his eyebrows.

"Strange?"

Ren Yi glanced at the photo in hand, and there was a touch of complexity in his eyes, but there was no emotional fluctuation in the voice he spoke.

"Yes, the deceased did meet the preliminary characteristics of death due to excessive blood loss, but she did not have any external injuries on her body that would have caused this result, except for a few cuts on her face."

"When the deceased was found, most of his body was soaked in a bathtub mixed with hot water and blood, and the bathtub was still steaming hot, and the blood in it was thick."

"However, the specific components of the blood water are still being extracted, so I don't know if it is the blood of the dead mixed with it for the time being."

"You say, is that weird enough?"

Song Zehan was silent for a few seconds, took out a cigarette casually, and lit it with his head.

It wasn't until the blue-gray smoke blurred his indifferent and cold side face that he frowned and replied "Got it" to his phone.

But the phone was about to hang up, but Ren Yi's heavy voice came from the receiver unexpectedly.

"Master Han, do you remember the case that Lao Xiao told us a few years ago?"

"Yes."

"I've always felt a little bit like this."

"Say it again."

Song Zehan hung up the phone and threw it on the table.

The brow furrowed even tighter.

The investigation of the case is not his concern.

The only thing he cares about is Ruan Shiyan.

Based on Ren Yi's description alone, he could already imagine what kind of indescribable picture Ruan Shiyan saw at that time.

No wonder it spits like this.

It doesn't look like the last few nights are going to be better.

……

Throughout the afternoon, Ruan Shiyan recovered a little bit under the feeding of Zhang's mother.

Mama Zhang would knock on the door every half hour and give her a small bowl of porridge or warm water of different flavors.

If she wanted to refuse, Zhang's mother would say bitterly.

"This is specially instructed by the husband, eating small and frequent meals of this kind of liquid food can restore the esophagus that has been burned by stomach acid to the greatest extent, and it is also very helpful for the recovery of the abnormal state of the stomach."

If she said that she would be fine as long as she slept a little longer, and there was really no need to be so troublesome, Zhang's mother would say with a hurt face.

"Alas, it seems that my old woman is still not as attractive as my husband. Then I can only tell my husband that you refuse to eat it, and let him feed you himself. ”

It wasn't until she obediently cooperated that Zhang's mother would show a standard aunt smile, just like seeing her CP finally get candy together.

Ruan Shiyan didn't dare to think deeply, let alone know which direction to think about.

As soon as it got dark, Zhang's mother finished feeding, and Ruan Shiyan finally ran back to her room.

She wanted to take a bath, but as soon as she walked into the bathroom and saw the single bathtub inside, the corpse that seemed to have been cooked in the bathtub immediately appeared in her mind, and her stomach suddenly couldn't help but turn over, so uncomfortable that she quickly retreated, and drank a few mouthfuls of water before barely suppressing it.

"Forget it, you can't die if you don't wash it for a day, so let's sleep first."

"Maybe when I wake up tomorrow, the reaction won't be so big."

Ruan Shiyan threw herself on the bed.

But after rolling left and right for nearly an hour, she still hugged her pillow and came to the door of Song Zehan's bedroom pitifully......